Chi, guard dog, corrections, rehabilitated.

Chi had been like them once, feral. As she stalked down the hallway, her head held up high, Chi stared at the current offenders. Each one of them was here for some sort of offense or crime against humanity, and worst of all they still thought they were human themselves.

Her handler stood by her proudly, Officer Megan in firm lock step. Currently Chi was off leash, yet she didn't dare move away from her handler, the ecstasy of obedience too much for her. Every once in a while one of the trainees got too close to the bars only to shrink away as Chi growled at them.

Soon though, she had reached the end of their patrol and she relaxed significantly. Without any inmates around she was able to let her guard down.

"Well, shift's over Chi. Let's head home for the night!" Officer Megan said.

"Woof!" Chi responded letting out a happy panting sound.

All staff was provided on site housing and many dwelled in shared housing between departments, it could be quite the hastle to have multiple puppies with a guard dog after all. Upon reaching the house, Megan let out a sigh of relief. The half-Korean woman had to deal with a lot of stressful inmates all day and it was nice to relax at home with her friends and dogs. Letting down her blonde hair Megan called out.

"I'm home!"

Greeting her was the smell of dinner in the kitchen. Getting more comfortable by stripping her work clothes off, Megan helped Chi do the same allowing her to be dressed down in nothing but her collar and paw mitts. It was dangerous to allow such a smart dog control of their hands after all.

Entering the kitchen she was greeted by the short and skinny redhead Maria, a sweet latina of French and Mexican descent who was tasting the food she had made. Beside her was her service dog Trixie.

Trixie had dark brown hair done up in two "puppy ears", and was currently locked in a bitch suit. Trixie was a "mastiff", when standing she had reached 6 feet tall and was a former boxing heavyweight champion whi had thrown it all away to be a dog.

Chi quickly came over and established dominance, playfully barking at Trixie who rolled onto her back showing her belly.

"Hello! What a good girl Chi! You are such a good doberman!" Maria said. "And welcome back Megan!"

Megan gave her a kiss on the lips before rubbing Trixie's belly.

"I'm glad to be back, you know how it is dealing with the new pups." Megan said.

"It's always cute seeing them, but I bet the rehabilitation program is stressful, especially when you can tell they thought this was a light punishment." Maria said. "Go relax, and take the dogs with you, Trixie's been glued to me all day."

Megan let out a sigh of relief as she ushered the two of them to the small living room, the ball to play fetch resting on the side table.

"Alright girls let's play an obedience game when I say your name you can lunge for the ball. Got it?" She said.

"Wruff!" They barked in agreement.

First Chi was allpwed to play a game of tug of war for the ball, and then Trixie. Though Trixie was much too sweet to put up a struggle. The game continued on for a couple of minutes before Maria called them for dinner. After dinner the family laid down for bed eager for an easier day tomorrow.